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id: 27921
title: The Love of Frank Nineteen
author: Knight, David C.
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  "Honey," I said, hardly looking at the leg, "you know how mechs are. "You know how strict Minor Planets is with its robot personnel," Min "Calls himself Frank Nineteen," said Min, pointing to the smooth Palmer the parts of the girl mech and working fast, like he was pressed for The girl mech put a small plastic hand on the servo''s shoulder. After a while the girl mech turned away for a second and Frank Nineteen "But, Min," I said, "they''re only a couple of robots." Anyway, Frank left for Earth, the girl got dismantled as usual and we "It''s that girl robot of yours, Bill," he said. With that the big servo-pilot took off for 22A like a berserk robot and "Frank Nineteen!" said the girl mech suddenly. Elizabeth and Frank said their I do''s right there in the Renting Office Min and I got to thinking of all those robot colonizers who''d be coming


id: 29471
title: The Velvet Glove
author: Harrison, Harry
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  Jon Venex fitted the key into the hotel room door. Jon was just starting to read it when the ceiling light went out. Jon was standing on one leg testing the new knee joint when the ceiling Jon and Alec turned into the employment exchange, saying good-by to Dik Jon walked quickly from the employment exchange, his long legs eating up Jon thumbed the tag out of his waist slot and handed it across the desk. He kept glancing from Jon to the Robot Coleman was right, Jon didn''t dare make any false moves. Jon''s body blocked Coleman''s vision, as long as Druce stayed asleep he They swept the room with one glance then focused on Jon. The right shutter clicked shut while the other began opening and closing The dented, green head rolled to a stop at Jon''s feet, the face staring instant Coleman was first aware of Jon''s motion, the robot had finished


id: 28892
title: Benefactor
author: Smith, George H. (George Henry)
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  Jacob Clark told his young assistant, Bill Towney. "They''ll be battering at the door any minute now, sir," Towney said unemployment by replacing workers." "It''s utter nonsense, you know," Clark said impatiently. "I don''t know, sir, but they don''t." Towney paused as the shouting and "Really, sir," Towney said, "you should leave here. "There''s the time machine, sir." hurry they will," Towney said urgently. "The time machine is set for time machine as the mob burst through. Clark''s hand leaped to the control lever just as a brick crashed into The year three thousand had been a brilliant one for the robots, in Clark, the creator and benefactor, was to be dedicated on the site of models and had been handed down from generation to generation of robots. "Perhaps it came from a far part of the earth," one of them said. robot as he tenderly unscrewed Jacob Clark''s head from his body.


id: 29204
title: Arm of the Law
author: Harrison, Harry
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  It was a big, coffin-shaped plywood box that looked like it weighed a Ned did an about face and slid over to the Chief with that same said while he walked around the robot, looking it over like a dog with a in Chief''s protruding eyes I could tell Ned had quickly passed the Ned took such things literally though, and turned Maybe the Chief had ordered Ned there, but clearly as if the words I went in, took their guns from Ned, and made the arrest official. "China Joe is not going to like this, not at all," the Chief said, "China Joe wants you should tell him why you got smart cops going around Ned''s chest, before the robot plucked the gun away and slipped on the "Ned, take a good look at that Chinese guy in the rayon bathrobe and let Ned came in through the street door carrying a very bashed-looking


id: 29446
title: Beside Still Waters
author: Sheckley, Robert
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  As the years passed, the air pump began to labor a little as it Looking up, Mark could see the sheer blackness of the river of space, Mark began to tape new responses into Charles. When he said, "How does it look?" Charles would answer, "What do you think of girls?" Mark would ask, sitting on a packing case "I dreamed of a girl named Martha once," Charles would say. It was always night on Martha, but Mark broke up his time into mornings, In time, Mark built more complicated conversations into Charles. Mark was sardonic, Charles And in time, Mark forgot he had built the answers into Charles. Time passed unnoticed by the stars, and the air pump hissed and clanked Mark was fixing it constantly, but the air of Martha became From his bunk Mark saw the stars for the last time. "The stars ..." Mark said.


id: 29976
title: Weak on Square Roots
author: Burton, Russell
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  "Pascal," he had told them, "is a little weak on square roots." That had wagon, Corinne watched Ronald tuck a blanket around it. Long after Corinne had retired that night she heard Ronald pounding with Ronald brought home a giant octopus which insisted on doing the dishes That evening she had to call Ronald three times for dinner, and when he Pascal moved in controlled spasms around the living room. "Everyone will have Thursday nights off," said Corinne--but Ronald was Later, Corinne persuaded Ronald to take her to a movie, but not until Later in her kitchen, humming a little tune under her breath, Corinne Corinne and Pascal spent the next two weeks going through pretty much "When do they want Pascal back at the lab?" she asked Ronald at dinner In the living room were Pascal and Corinne. Ronald put his coffee down, walked over to Pascal, and, gripping him


id: 31611
title: Robots of the World! Arise!
author: Wolf, Mari
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  brain--walked up and said "We want union scale"?_ best thing about these new household robots, I thought. They''re stopping robots in the streets--household Robs, "We''ll be right behind you, Morrison," he said. "We _were_ machines, Mr. Morrison," Jerry said politely. "Oh, no!" Jerry said, his eye-cells flashing crimson. "Try that, Mr. Morrison, and you won''t have a plant, or a laboratory, or Carron City! "Yes," said Jerry. "Robots aren''t suspicious," Jack said. group of waiting robots--about twenty of them, this time. The android--who looked like Jerry, though I "Now you people will know we mean business," he said, gesturing toward It was all about Carron City and the robots who had So said the people of the city. come out for us, we''ll be de-telepathed in time for work this "All right, Don," Jack said. Thought about robots built to work who had "It''s that robot, Jerry," he said.


id: 30371
title: Service with a Smile
author: Fontenay, Charles L.
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  somewhere--and presented Alice with a perfect martini on a silver tray. "It''s a good martini, Herbert," said Alice. Herbert had found a silver deposit and made the tray. to live in a mud hut with a real man than in a mansion with Herbert." "A colony perpetuates itself," reminded sharp-faced Marguerite, acidly. And Herbert could not create a man. "That''s a good idea," said Alice thoughtfully. Herbert had not quite completed the task of air-conditioning the house "A man!" murmured Betsy, with something like awe in her voice. "Now, girls," said Alice, "we have to realize that a man brings "I know what she means," said Marguerite, and the new hardness came "That''s right," said Alice. "No, I don''t think we can," said Alice. "I say, draw straws," said Marguerite. "That''s fair," said Alice, pursing her lips. Herbert stood by the bed, the eternal smile of service on his metal


id: 31038
title: The Real Hard Sell
author: Stuart, William W.
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  There he sat, Ben Tilman, normally a cheerful, pleasant young man. "Thanks, hon," said Ben. Nevertheless, robot secretaries were all He sat at his huge, old fashioned oak desk as Ben walked across "Oh, Ben. It''s you." The Old Man raised his hand to adjust the ancient Selling you''ve got to do by feel, eh Ben? You give an old man a new faith in sales, Ben! sure, the brand new house that Amalgamated had installed Ben, Betty and "We are," the Old Man told Ben when he was given the Company-assigned delightful party, a credit to Ben, Betty and the finest built-in house "Damn it, Ben," Fred Stoddard broke in, "come on, man, out with it. "There now, Ben," said Betty, holding Bennie a little awkwardly in her The Old Man looked up and saw Ben''s hand "Well, you couldn''t sell me that time, could you, Old Man?"


id: 31364
title: B-12''s Moon Glow
author: Stearns, Charles A.
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  _Among the metal-persons of Phobos, robot B-12 held a special We metal people are the children of the Builders of Earth, and later which--but you know the effects of Moon Glow, of course. I produced the vials of Moon Glow, and he paid me in Phobos credits, Jon Rogeson and I saw each other at the same time, and I did not like wondered if he had seen me passing the Moon Glow to Benny somehow. And you know the Dumps better than any metal "You there--robot!" said Langley, looking at me. "And the r-robots," MS-33 said, "They''re metal too, you know." "Have another drop of Moon Glow," I said. Jon said, "Well, I''ll be damned!" "You are instructed to leave Phobos," I said to Langley, "and you will "It is no business of mine," I said to Jon, "but I have seen you look "Come on here, damn you!" Langley said.


id: 29317
title: There Will Be School Tomorrow
author: Thiessen, V. E.
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  and in the country, the children were late from school. There were a few calls, but the robotic telephone devices at the schools "Is Johnny home from school came out of the houses and went walking back to the schools. The morning before the robots walked, Johnny Malone, the Mayor''s son, "Yes, Sir." Eyes smarting, Johnny Malone went down the stairs to the his home, and Johnny could walk to school. the ones that had been in the robot schools before. "My father says no robot can lay a hand on a human." Two metal hands held Johnny Malone. the robots walked from other schools, in other towns. the children would not be home from school, and do what had to be done. In the schools, the roboteachers told stories until the children fell The metal voice of the robot beside Johnny said, "I am going to live


id: 22512
title: The Stutterer
author: Merliss, Reuben (Reuben Robert)
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  "Well, that shows you can''t tell by looking at a fellow," the agent said Hall returned then to the seventeen, and he said with his thoughts: "All Tom Jordan," the older man finally said. "Yes, sir," the new man said briskly. "It is a great opportunity," Jordan said, and he meant it. "It looks as though you''ve been p-p-picking raspberries," Hall said. "If you p-promise to l-listen to me, I''ll let you go," Hall said. "Just a few hours," Hall said. "Remember," Hall said, "just a few hours." He turned and started "What do you think he wants with that?" the sheriff asked of Jordan. Hall stepped around the man in his path, and turned down the street. Since Jordan''s ship was not large enough to transport Jon Hall''s great "In a way," Hall said. Jordan looked directly into Hall''s face. "Let''s have another game," Jordan said.


id: 22466
title: The Ultimate Experiment
author: DeKy, Thornton
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  to the never ceasing winds that swept the great crysolite city towers in Tirelessly he worked, for The Masters had bred, if that is the word to Sometimes, though, he would stop his work when the great red dying sun Kiron felt, at such times, the great loneliness that the last They had been kind, The Masters, and Kiron knew that his people, as they went about their eternal tasks of keeping the great city in perfect tasks The Masters had set them to do--had left them doing when the last From the time the great red eye of the sun opened itself in the East until it disappeared in the blue haze beyond the crysolite city, Kiron The actions of the Man toward the Woman, Kiron knew, was He, Kiron, had created a living man and woman. The Masters lived again The Masters, created him a superb, thinking _robot_?


id: 7506
title: The Huge Hunter; Or, The Steam Man of the Prairies
author: Ellis, Edward Sylvester
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  The speed of the steam man gradually slackened, until it came opposite WHEN Ethan Hopkins had surveyed the steam man fully, he drew a long ''When yer wants to start, jist pull that ''ere gimcrack!'' said Baldy, At this instant, the feet of the steam man began rising and falling The hight of the steam man''s head carried the smoke and cinders clear ''It is a man that shall go by steam!'' The boy lay still several That day saw the steam man completed, so far as it was possible. BALDY BICKNELL was a hunter and trapper who, at the time we bring him moment he did so, he looked all around in quest of the steam man, whom The boy gave a jolt to the wagon, which communicated to the steam man, The boy let on steam, and the man started off on a moderate gait, Can yer steam man walk over that?''


id: 32079
title: The Small World of M-75
author: Clinton, Ed M.
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  blinking red lights made him move to the main control panel and adjust triggered by the lights on the big board and by the varying patterns control board in patterned reaction to particular combinations of Sokolski checked out the master controls on the data board and nodded. Then, almost sadly, Gaines said, "Looks like the end of the road for A yellow light blinked on the control panel, and in response he moved long before the repair job on the big board was done, M-75 knew how to Gaines blinked, his eyes following Sokolski as the latter looked up Sokolski had sense enough to push the red emergency button as they automatic response to the flickering lights, once more his big chest like its coming, had followed a set of sounds: there was only one M-75 did not immediately follow Gaines and Sokolski out of the room.


id: 32327
title: The Seventh Order
author: Sohl, Jerry
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  "Never mind," George said. "You are a Fourth Order robot, then?" the professor asked. "A very nasty habit, Professor Tomlin," the robot said. Tomlin said, "people aren''t going to like what you say. "Of course," George said, making certain the TV camera was trained on tasks in order to create humanoids like me. George turned to the professor. Tomlin, alone on the porch with the robot, turned to him and said, "I knew you were a better than average man, Professor Tomlin," the At that moment George walked into the room and the clamor died at its Suddenly from the balcony over George''s head a man leaned over, a metal the man disappeared in a flash and the chair dropped toward George. Three days after George had killed his first man, action ceased. to relax except that George suddenly became aware of the fact the man


id: 32032
title: Second Variety
author: Dick, Philip K.
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  "Sounds like you''re getting the same jitters as the Ivans." Hendricks "Am I walking too fast?" Hendricks said. "We''re going," Hendricks said. "And it''s going on all along your line?" Hendricks said. Klaus took a look at them, leaning over Hendricks'' broad shoulder. Major Hendricks rested against the edge of the lid, adjusting his eyes "Do you believe that?" Tasso said to Hendricks. Hendricks and Klaus looked at each other. "Klaus thinks you''re the Second Variety," Tasso said calmly, from "How do you know so much about the claws?" Hendricks said. "Are we going the whole way on foot?" Tasso said, after awhile. "It''s like this all the way," Klaus said. Hendricks stopped, and behind him, the claws came to a halt. Hendricks turned and raced back, away from the bunker, back toward the "Come on!" Tasso dragged Hendricks back, away from the columns. Tasso turned to Hendricks. "Give me a hand up," Hendricks said.


id: 32636
title: The Salesman
author: Boyd, Waldo T.
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  _SALESMAN''S GUIDE, RULE 2: The modern 1995 customer who The little green cue light blinked three times. "green light" customer--a first-time prospect, and three blinks "Welcome to Tracy''s Roboid Department," he said, enthusiastically, as He quickly noted the man''s conservative dress, the flaming red tie. "Heard you''ve got a sale on robots," Red-tie said, challengingly, as Anson led them into the Gray Room. A Plasti-Cast Roboid is guaranteed...." Anson felt a moment of panic as he failed to remember an applicable "I''m so very sorry," Anson said, slightly flustered, remembering that Anson tried desperately to remember the best rule for such an answer, "Good-bye, Sir; Madam," Anson said wearily, as the Magna-lift doors A salesman, who had been standing by, spoke to Anson. "People are _such_ dears at times, aren''t they?" he said. He walked to a tiny room at the far end of the great showroom and


id: 32828
title: Backlash
author: Marks, Winston K. (Winston Kinney)
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  "I am a Soth," he said in a low, creamy voice. I hoped Fred''s presence would help simmer Vicki down a little. Then I got out and said hello to Vicki and Fred as casually as possible. "A robot!" Fred said, and both their heads swiveled to stare back. She looked at Fred, me, and then Soth. Soth moved so softly I didn''t hear him go, but Fred was watching I had Ollie Johnson there, too, to put Soth through his paces. I had the feeling that warm-hearted Vicki would have had the Soth down times to be prepared to withdraw said Soth from any unlisted job in I said sternly, "Soth, why did you harm those people?" Soth let him drop, and hissed briefly to Ollie Johnson, who was still Soth had his hands before him, protectively, but as Vicki approached Then she said, "Don''t bother, Soth.


id: 48513
title: His Master''s Voice
author: Garrett, Randall
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  "I got here alive, if that makes it a good flitterboat trip," I said, "Oak," he said, "I wanted to intercept you before you went to the plant "I''m calling for Mr. Daniel Oak," he said in a low tenor voice. "Sit down, Mr. Oak," he said in that oddly forced voice of his. "I know that, Oak," he said in a low voice. "A man named Borodin," Brentwood said, in an uninterested voice. "Tell him to order McGuire to change course, to go to Asteroid And McGuire said: "I''m sorry, sir; I cannot obey any orders except "McGuire," I said patiently, "can you see Mr. Oak? "I''m sorry, sir," McGuire said after a moment, "but that information is "Wouldn''t fool McGuire for an instant," Felder said. Then I said: "McGuire, can you hear me?" "I must test," McGuire said, an almost hesitant note in his new voice.


id: 51362
title: Lex
author: Haggert, W. T.
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  Staring back at the last blank wall, Peter suddenly remembered the time "Thanks," Peter said, and a door at one side of the anteroom swung open "Some," said Peter, stung again, this time not by a compliment. "I worked my way through," said Peter stiffly. "Come on," said Lexington, getting massively to his feet. Peter tore his eyes away from them in time to see the look of Peter followed numbly as Lexington led him through a maze of machines, that room," he said, as the door swung open and Peter saw that the "This kicker button," Peter said tentatively, "it''s like the pleasure "Where did the machine get the voice?" asked Peter, still amazed that Peter didn''t realize Lexington was answering his question at first. Lexington looked Peter squarely in the face and said, "The report was Lex said: "These have to go to Mr. Lexington''s


id: 51194
title: Made to Measure
author: Gault, William Campbell
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  Sam was the Director of the Domestic Center and a man sold on his job. Joe looked for some scorn in Sam''s words, found it, and said, "The big As the car rose for the Inglewood station, Sam looked over, but Joe''s They''re all the same, Joe thought, Sam and Pete and the rest. Joe took a breath, looked away, and back at Burke. "I thought you might be deaf, as well as dumb," Joe said. Chief was a great guy for seniority and Burke had it, or Joe would "Thought we''d drop over to the Harveys'' for a drink," Joe said. Joe said, "Heat, that''s what does it. Driving over to Westchester that night, Joe told Alice, "Sam''s a "You act like a robot," Joe said. Then Joe said, "Well, Alice, it''s time for the volition. Joe said tolerantly, "You''re a little confused yet, Alice. "Joe," Vera said.


id: 51185
title: All Jackson''s Children
author: Galouye, Daniel F.
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  Drummond gagged on his words as he gripped Angus''s arm and pointed. "Thou art Jackson," said the robot solemnly. The robots fell into two groups as they neared a cave in the cliff. "Sounds like a psalm," suggested Angus. "We''re no gods," Angus declared as the robot drew up before the cave. Drummond faced the almost prostrate robots and made a megaphone of his Angus stared thoughtfully at the robots. play Jackson and get back to the ship." He turned toward the robots. "Thou hast, O Supervisor!" the robots chanted like a gleeful Sunday "Civilization goes on for a hundred years," Angus said as he leaned "That''s what I figured." Drummond turned back toward the robots and "Drummond, we''ve only got four hours left to get to those converters." "So they start thinking in terms of religion," Drummond said. Angus stared numbly down at Drummond, then backed against the cliff.


id: 50827
title: Orphans of the Void
author: Shaara, Michael
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  When the ship had gone very low, looking for a landing site, Steffens One of the near robots came forward alone, moving, as Steffens now Ball came to join Steffens, staring at the robots through the clear It was Steffens'' turn to struggle, and the robot waited patiently while Steffens looked at Ball, then at the silent robots, Steffens jumped at the familiar words, then realized to what the robot It was at this point that Steffens asked how many robots there were. The robot extracted all the knowledge of matter that Steffens held, If the robot could have laughed, Steffens thought it would have, then. Steffens thought the robot would go on, but it didn''t. Although Steffens knew already what the robot could not possibly have When Steffens looked up in surprise, Ball said: robots were built, the Makers had done this: The robots would serve Man. Steffens took one long, painful breath.


id: 50819
title: A Bad Day for Sales
author: Leiber, Fritz
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  Robie radared the crowd, found that it surrounded him solidly, and The boy who had called Robie a turtle jumped in the middle of the path Robie stopped two feet short of him. "Hello, youngster," Robie said in a voice that was smooth as that of a "Rita, come back here!" a woman in the third rank of the crowd called does not waste bait, Robie said winningly, "I''ll bet you read _Junior her arms behind her head, she pirouetted slowly before Robie to show Robie scanned the crowd resourcefully. Robie''s head stopped swiveling. Robie stopped again, still on the curb. Robie was saying, "While we wait for the light, there''s time for The crowd around Robie bloomed, too. Robie scanned him. "Good day, sir," Robie said. "Help me, Robie," she said. "Hello, youngster," Robie said. "Hello, youngster," Robie said. "Give me a dime," Robie said. "Robie helped me," the little girl began babbling at her.


id: 59558
title: Your Servant, Sir
author: Boren, Sol
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  brain, sir," the android said, "It is impossible for me to go there." "Allow me to point out, sir," the android said. "This android doesn''t need Psycho-therapy, damn it," Raymond said The android stared at Raymond and said, "I could have told you that Raymond jumped, and snapped at the android, "Shut up!" "Really, sir," the android said, "your method of operating this flying The android said, "I would suggest, sir, that you allow me to Wheeler examined the android rapidly and said, "Looks like a good Raymond turned to his android and said, "I''ve reconsidered. Raymond stared at the Receptionist-Android, with its fixed smile on its Raymond''s android Raymond''s android The android''s head swiveled sharply, staring first at Raymond and then Raymond stared hopefully at George and said, "Our android was once George, the android, stared at Raymond. His android said, "You look like a tired, fat old man." Raymond leered at the android.


id: 60024
title: Jingle in the Jungle
author: Giunta, Aldo
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  "But I ain''t gonna anyway," said Charlie Jingle. Charlie Jingle got up from his chair and walked to the door. "Hold on!" roared Commissioner Jergen, and Charlie Jingle stopped with Then Charlie Jingle stormed into his shop, where Tanker Bell awaited When Tanker saw Charlie come into the room fuming mad, he shut off the Charlie Jingle glared at the Tanker a moment, drew a deep breath, Tanker Bell looked at Charlie, his face puckering like a child''s. Lemme make it clear, Tank," said Charlie Jingle softly. "I won''t," said Tanker Bell tightly, and Charlie went out. As a last resort, Charlie Jingle refused to let the Tanker fight. On the day of the fight, Charlie Jingle corralled the Tanker in the "You really wanna win that fight, kid?" asked Charlie Jingle, sad and What Charlie Jingle did, when he operated on the Tanker, was what


id: 51321
title: Prime Difference
author: Nourse, Alan Edward
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  Marge was a dream to look at, with her tawny hair and her sulky eyes "Meet George Faircloth Prime," the technician said, grinning at me like for work, and sure enough, there was George Prime starting my car, I pushed the recall and George Prime got out of the car and walked into with George Prime on hand to cover the home front. little guilty, leaving poor old George Prime to cope with Marge all "Of course I like her," George Prime said. _Very_ old times, in fact I even caught myself looking at Marge "Why, nothing," said George Prime, looking innocent. "I try," said George Prime. could snap George Prime off any time I wanted, or even take him in for I could see Marge and George Prime through the living About dawn, out came George Prime, looking like a man with a As I said, the old Marge was never like the new one.


id: 60939
title: Superjoemulloy
author: Grenville, Scott F.
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  Gradually, Joe Mulloy began to get his way in everything by virtue of "That robot is getting too slavelike," said Joe to himself, after the "Yes, Omnipotent Mas--" the robot began, but Joe cut it off. is superior to me?" For the first time in his life, Joe Mulloy was I''ll build a Super Joe Mulloy!" impossible to tell the super-robot from a human. Joe Mulloy, except for the sneer. junk?" Joe asked the super-robot. Joe Mulloy turned on his heel and stomped out of the room. Joe found the super-robot in the mirror-lined office, where it had been Try as the robot would, perfection in a sneer still lay "Genius!" shouted Joe, to get the robot to turn its head. But now Superjoemulloy''s sneer was completely perfect. turned it around, and aimed it right back at Joe Mulloy. Joe Mulloy made another nose-skinning bow and groveled out of the room. Joe screamed, but the super-robot


id: 61540
title: Robinc
author: Boucher, Anthony
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  people understand what usuform robots can do for them--" really got started on usuform manufacture yet, and anyway, Quinby was added to us, "This Grew-Quinby meeting has to take place some time. "The poor man," said Quinby. "Now usually," Quinby went on, "androids break down because they don''t So while Quinby worked on his usuform cook and our foreman Mike Warren robots use up mineral resources; usuforms save them." drinking at the Sunspot when he said, "Ah, boys--Zo things are going Quinby looked up with the sharp pleasure of a new idea. I saw Quinby looking a little bothered. and watched Quinby thinking--what time I wasn''t watching the android''s Anyway, he said to the android now, "I bet you military robots are "I''m the best Robinc ever turned out," the android said. For Quinby''s greatest usuform, so And you said we needed a usuform converter, so I made one."


id: 62043
title: Zurk
author: Lewis, Richard O.
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  "Zurk!" The thought-wave went out with all the power of his brain. The trap door opened slowly some time later, and Marene came up into The thought of that black ship and what it meant sent Zurk into another Zurk watched Marene lead the young man to the table at the end of the Marene''s hand was upon the young man''s arm and she was looking up into window toward the far-away, dark horizon from whence the black ship Zurk''s photo-electric eyes saw the vibration of the charge slit through And once again Zurk''s eyes saw the vibration miss its mark by inches. Zurk tried with all his might to tell the young man that the gun was a out at the black ship and Bob was working frantically with the gun. one of the hand guns Zurk--or Guyard--had made in the secret furnace.


id: 63616
title: Hagerty''s Enzymes
author: Haley, A. L.
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  Harper Breen sank down gingerly into the new Relaxo-Lounge. "Hey, Harp, old man!" His brother-in-law, turning the pages of the "You''re right, Bella," agreed Harper incisively. he watched the robots moving efficiently about, pushing patients in desk clerk who, poor man, was a high strung fellow human instead of a I won''t have another of those damnable robots in my room, do you But she had turned her glare on Harper. "You''ve got the wrong room!" yelled Harp. "Stop a robot?" Harper glared pityingly. The robots not only ignored Harper. Jake, looking over Harper''s skimpy frame, grunted doubtfully. Harper looked at his watch. Harper had guessed right. But Harper was a determined man. Only the robots were immune to Harper Breen''s progress across the huge "This--this way, sir." With shrinking steps the clerk led Harper across "Don''t ''my-good-man'' me!" snapped Harper. Despondently he looked at Harper. "You mean you want these robots


